Why I Run...

Life has gotten really hectic lately, so you'll have to bear with me if the blog posts slip a day or two.

Last night, I was planning to go for a run. I planned it out early in the week. Strength training Monday and Tuesday, med-long run Wednesday, off Thursday, sprints Friday, off Saturday, long run Sunday.

Of course I didn't plan my strength training that well, because Tuesday, I decided to try the new legs workout Shawn had designed. My ass hates me. It hates him, too. But Wednesday, I was supposed to do a med-long run.

I don't become wedded to a training plan. I've learned, listen to your body. If my body says no go, I find something else.

Yesterday morning, everything hurt. My ass hurt. My hamstrings hurt. My calves hurt. I did some stretches and went to work.

By lunch, everything still hurt. My ass was sending me hate mail. I forwarded it to Shawn. He told me to "stretch stretch stretch". I told him I was having that tattooed across my ass if it ever stops hurting. Have I mentioned how thankful I am Shawn appreciates my sense of humour?

By mid-afternoon, I wasn't going for a run. I'd find something else to do.

I went to the gym, changed into my running clothes, and decided to try stretching out some of the tightness. My MP3 player hadn't charged properly and died. I can't run without music.

Ten minutes later, I was heading out for a run.

Within the first five minutes, nothing mattered. It didn't matter that I didn't have any music. It didn't matter that my ass was now considering divorcing me (go ahead, try it). It didn't matter that I have a report I may or may not get finished, and a presentation that will not stand up to scrutiny. It didn't matter that most people run faster than me, or that I still have to take walking breaks on long runs. It didn't matter that no one else understands why I run.

Six months ago, I couldn't run for more than one minute straight. Last night, I ran seven kilometres. Because I can.

That's why I run.


Julie said...

Good for you for pushing through it!!! You crack me up!!!

Dr. Fat To Fit said...

This was a hilarious read. I have sooooo been there. Today my triceps and abs are sending me hate mail, and I am soooooo going to forward it to my trainer. Hee hee hee. I needed that giggle today. Thank you so much!

If you find out a way to divorce your ass will you let me know? Mine's weighing me down and I'd love to get rid of it. And OMG you RAN 7K! Awesome sauce! I'm getting there. I never knew I'd like running so much. I wish I'd figured it out sooner. When I think of all the time I wasted...but now I'm a 40 yr old RUNNER. Take that cool kids! Suck it.

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